Tugboat Annie's

A tropical poem

-    - Tugboat Annie’s - - 

Boats line the rickety piers

All around her cove by the mangroves

With twinkly white lights strung

Above with love

 

Rasta’s reggae fills the air

With care as her steel drums

Pulsing off-beat casts a

Powerful hex on her decks

 

Sweet rum runners

Flow freely

Knocking her thirsty

Patrons’ toes-up

With one dixie cup

 

You and me

Rocking to the beat

Under her full moon

In our bare feet 

Author's Note

Those long summer nights!

Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

You picked a movie I actually loved Tugboat annie One all time classic." Children the more you love em the more they break your heart!"

[Doug Ordunio]

Nice atmosphere. Like this--the feel of the tropics...

[Mauricio Montoya]

Nice work.

[Michael of Gilead]

Did someone say rum?

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

A relaxing place to be, sailing out on the open waters!

[Samuel Dickens]

A steamy, sultry, fun kind of vision you've painted here. Very fine writing, indeed!

[Vinod Kumar U K]

Beautiful Mangroves spreaded the low depth water, the boat is sailing the right direction without hi tide and waves, nice poem.........

[Thea]

Can see what it is like...Wonderful imagery...This is an outstanding poem... :)))

[anne p. murray- LadeeAn..]

Magnif. flowing with rhythm, creativity. smooth as glass, images jumping off the page/ Truly great writing